Back to her roots, I say.
So, a rant for the masses. What about? The VMAs.
Cause what in the fuck is the point of a Video Music Award in a world where people don't - and basically can't - watch music videos?!? Someone explain this shit to me.
See, back in my day (yes, the back in my day speech) - we LIVED and BREATHED music videos. I spent entire summer vacations literally flipping back and forth between MTV and VH1, just depending on who was playing the best video at that moment. Yeah, we went to the pool, the amusement park, the mall (I was a certifiable mall rat for awhile there in '94 or so) whatever - and when songs were playing at those places, guess what we talked about? The god-damned music video for that song!
Now you turn on those channels and what do you get - a whole bunch of bullshit reality shows, talk shows (I guess), competition shows, on and on. Nothing interesting, nothing that isn't spoon fed to you and easily digestible. Nothing your sweet little brain needs to process, interpret, guess at understanding.
I feel so sad, and so sorry for today's youth.
Remember Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden? Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana?
VOGUE BY MADONNA?? THRILLER BY MICHAEL JACKSON????
Shit, even I'll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy (he was Puff Daddy then friends). Yeah, kind of a crap song and a rip-off of The Police, but hey, it was memorializing Biggie, and I still watched it probably 800 times the summer of '97 - I was (just) 15, couldn't drive, and that's what I did. Went to the pool, watched music videos, ate, called the occasional boy. Ah, summer. Ah, the good old days.
So, again, I ask you - Wht is the fucking point of the VMA's anymore? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
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| The Queen - Madonna, VMAs 1990 |
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| Michael Jackson and Slash, VMAs 1995 |
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| Nirvana (Bass n the Face), VMAs 1992 |
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